Detroit vs. Everybody Album

Artist(s): Big Sean

Cover Art

Big Sean Detroit vs. Everybody Cover Art

Tracklist

No Favors

length: 5:25


[Big Sean:]
Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the takin'
And what I need from 'em? No favors
Clique too big, bread gotta break it
'Cause these others lowkey with the snakin', fakin'
Everything lined up for the takin'
And what I need from 'em? No favors, no favors
What I need? No favors
Everything lined up for the takin'
And what I need from 'em? No favors

I'm about gettin' the job done, boy up every night
I'm about rollin' a seven when I toss up the dice
I'm about gettin' my logo all flooded with ice
I'm about takin' a risk that might fuck up your life
Tell 'em point and shoot like camera crews
In front of cameras too (Brrr!)
Damn, Sean, what happened to the humble attitude?
I'm like, "Niggas took the flow, but I'm still standin' too."
Thought I had the Midas touch, and then I went platinum too
Motherfuck all your comparisons (fuck 'em)
I've been talkin' to God like that's my therapist
I'm African-American in America; I ain't inherit shit
But a millionaire under 30, so He must be hearin' shit
Don, don, don life, I do this for the crib, the D to Flint
Kids who get sick with lead, others get hit with the lead
From where they need a handout
But they tell you put hands up
Only deals I had was from the Sam's Club
Now it's blue blood in my veins
Though you know what I came for
Born in a world goin' where they told me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Usain Bolt
Get ahead by any means, so the head's what I aim for
When my grandma died I realized I got an angel
Show me everything's a blessing, dependin' on the angles
Look, I am the anomaly, never needed favors or apologies
That's my new lifetime policy
Woodgrain steering wheel, this bitch feel like a pirate ship
How many hot verses 'til you bitches start acknowledgin'
The pictures we been paintin'? My nigga
Connected to a higher power—how I know?
'Cause I don't write this shit, I think it, my nigga
Look, all I ever did was beat the odds
'Cause when you try to get even it just don't even out
Never stoppin' like we hypnotized
Watch what we visualize on the rise
Be the GOAT while we alive; when we die, we gon' be the gods

Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the takin'
And what I need from 'em? No favors
Clique too big, bread gotta break it
'Cause these others lowkey with the snakin', fakin'
Everything lined up for the takin'
And what I need from 'em? No favors, no favors

[Eminem:]
If she was flavor, I won't save her
No taste buds, ho, later!
Fuck you lookin' at, hater?
I saw them eyes, like an ass raper
Try to copy my swag like a cheating classmate
I'll be the last face you see before you pass
When you get your fuckin' ass graded like a math paper
So ahead of my time, "late" means I'm early
My age is reversing, I'm basically thirty
Amazingly sturdy, zany and wordy
Brainy and nerdy, blatantly dirty
Insanely perverted, rapey and scurvy
They blame me for murdering Jamie Lee Curtis
Said I put her face in the furnace, beat her with a space heater
A piece of furniture, egg beater, thermos
It may be disturbing, what I'm saying's cringeworthy
But I'm urinating on Fergie, call Shady number 81
Surely I'm turning into the Aaron Hernandez of rap
State of emergency, the planet's having panic attacks
Brady's returning, matter of fact I may be deserving
Of a pat on the back, like a Patriots jersey
Inexplicable stomach growl from the pit of it
Like a fuckin' Terrier hid in it
Despicable, dumb it down, ridiculous
Tongue is foul, shoot off at the fuckin' mouth
Like a missile, a thunder cloud
Hundred pound pistol, pull the trigger, this gun will sound
And you'll get a round, like Digital Underground
And fuck Ann Coulter with a Klan poster
With a lamp post, door handle, shutter
A damn bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener
A candle, rubber, piano, a flannel, sucker
Some hand soap, butter, a banjo and manhole cover
Hand over the mouth and nose smother
Trample ran over the tramp with the Land Rover
The band, the Lambo, Hummer and Road Runner
Go ham donut, or go Rambo, gut her, make an example of her
That's for Sandra Bland, ho, and Philando
Hannibal on the lamb, no wonder I am so stubborn
I'm anti, can't no government handle a commando
Your man don't want it, Trump's a bitch
I'll make his whole brand go under (Yeah)
And tell Dre I'm meeting him in L.A.
White Bronco like Elway, speeding
I'm 'bout to run over a chick, Del Rey CD in?
Females stay beating ‘em
Bet you they'll lay bleeding, and yell, "Wait!" pleading
But screaming is pointless, like feeding Michel'le helium
Leaving 'em pale-faced, medium-sized welt
Straight treating 'em like a cellmate
Seedy, I'm climbing hell's gate
Bitch, I'm like your problems: self-made
Meaning someone else's help ain't needed, 'cause I'ma…

[Big Sean:]
Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the takin'
And what I need from 'em? No favors
Clique too big, bread gotta break it
'Cause these others lowkey with the snakin', fakin'
Everything lined up for the takin'
And what I need from 'em? No favors, no favors
What I need? No favors
Everything lined up for the takin'
And what I need from 'em? No favors

(I know you feeling yourself right now.)
(But I'm not sure she's the one—I wouldn't call her, man.)
"Hey, I'm outside."
What are you doing here?

Nothing Is Stopping You

length: 5:03
I know I'mma get it, I just don't know how
Heart up on the stage, body in the crowd
Parents always tried keep me home
But I can't get paid from the crib, so I'll be gone till we on
Whats up, Finally Famous
I had it on my jacket way back in high school
Know I wanted to be in them night clubs and not all off in that night school
So me and my *****s real life'd it, every week we did them cyphers
At the radio, had a crazy flow, man the city ain't heard **** like this
I woke up early on a Saturday
Said I'mma cash my check and hit some *** today
Hit the bank, my ***** called me like: "Go rap for Ye
He at the station, rap that **** that you rap everyday"
Man, that **** sounds stupid then I hang up on his ***
Then called him back like "****, let's do it"
I didn't even cash my check, man can't believe my *** pursuit it
I didn't even have no gas but somehow God just lead me to it
Like, "Let's do it"

When I heard the songs he was doing
Man, I knew he had to be on G.O.O.D Music

Just to think, last night I was in Venice hugging *****es
Thanking God Almighty condoms were invented
Cause I had a yellow bone
That could've come from out the Simpsons man
Who claim she never did it (Yeah right)
But under these conditions she was with it
Then I hopped up on that red eye when I finished
I been gon for five hours, ****, my head still spinning
****ed the hotel up, **** she probably still in it
Getting rest that I be missing, but **** it I'm on a mission
Flight delayed like 30 minutes, now that's the **** that I hate
Now it's eight thirty, I'm officially late, for that eight o'clock spot
I know the Program Director hot, but I spit a freestyle up in there so cold
That everybody in that ***** forgot, now I'm running late for sound check
And I heard the line's already to the lot, walking out the station
And that's around the time that I got stopped, by this shorty tryna rhyme
Manager said we ain't got time, but time to time
You gotta make time when it's time for karma to come back around
I say "Aye dawg, what you got?", "Aw dawg, Big Sean, thanks a lot
Um, alright, stay young ran the game, man they been afraid
Tryna follow me get in a maze, leave you minute maid
Um, I'm like a young black Eminem, it's a riddle and I'm repping that Michigan
Tryna stack my dividends, get my mom a new crib and them
And the bunch just synonyms about how he was living in
I ain't even let him finish ****, I mean I can't lie he was alright
But at his age, **** so was I, so give him my email on a fly
And if it sound good, then I reply uh

Tell me what you know about dreams, what you know about having faith
In something you can't see, tell me how much do you believe
What you know about feeling something, that you can't even touch
What you know bout smelling something, that you can't even breathe
But when the world drives you out, and your gas tank is on E
All the faith that you had, just ain't all the faith that you need
All the faith that I have, just ain't all the faith that I need
I'm sorry

I know you're not my child talking like that
Focus on shifting this negative energy, into something positive
And the easiest way to do that
Is to be grateful for all the things that you do have
For your health, for your family, your friends
All the people that care about you
You've got food to eat, you've got a place to stay
Ugh you know, let's feel good, let's get happy, boi

Bigger Than Me

length: 4:52

[Big Sean:]
Do or die
Look, all I wanna do is make the city proud, yeah
Wishing all the OGs could see me now, no, yeah
And when you feel something you can't see
But you know it's meant to be
You gonna realize that this is bigger than me yeah
Bigger than me, bigger than me
When the whole family depend on you to eat
That night you can't sleep
You gonna realize that this is bigger than me

Get it, get it, get it
I pray that you get it even if I can't get it with cha
I pray to God you never let the little things in life distract you from the bigger picture
Everybody in the city to me like a distant cousin, brother, little sister
I see myself in the young ones
When I look in their eyes it feel like a mirror
Corleone all on my own (Don)
Cartier all on my arm
All I hear is sirens and car alarms
Niggas going to war with no armor on
First time I seen a dead body I was 14
And I felt the pressure
Like if I don't get it, might end up next to him
I'ma take the dice and I'ma roll a 7
Seven, seven, seven, 7-11 it's 911 getting called around
The hood America's lost and found
Where niggas get lost and never found
All I ever wanted was to turn these Gs into Ms and Mercedes keys
Got it and still felt incomplete
That's when I realized this shit was bigger than me

[Big Sean & Flint Chozen Choir:]
Bigger than me
When the whole town on their feet
And they all waiting on you to speak
That's when you realize that this is bigger than me
All I wanna do is make the city proud, yeah
Wishing all the OGs could see me now, now, now, yeah
Ohhh ya ya yeah
Ohhh ya ya yeah
You gon' realize that this was bigger than me

[Starrah:]
Used to want that foreign
Got that foreign, now it's boring
Started touring
Swear to God that's when I realized this shit was bigger than me
Flash on niggas with the Rollie
Got that Rollie with the shine
But lost my time
That's when I realized this shit was bigger than me

[Big Sean:]
I seen people in the same place 10 years later
Man that shit pathetic
God talking to me telepathic like it only happen if you let it
I can't spend my whole life looking at the same ceiling fan
When I feel like I ain't got no ceilings man
If I ain't special I'll feel it then
I gotta get on the road
I gotta be the one chose
I gotta come back and tell the greatest story they never told
This must be the feeling that you get when you know you close
And you know it's a way in even when the doors are closed
And realize this shit is bigger than me yeah

[Big Sean & Flint Chozen Choir:]
Bigger than me
When the whole town on their feet
And they all waiting on you to speak
That's when you realize that this is bigger than me
All I wanna do is make the city proud, yeah
Wishing all the OGs could see me now, now, now, yeah
Ohhh ya ya yeah
Ohhh ya ya yeah
Ohhh ya ya yeah
Ohhh ya ya ya ya ya ya ya yeah
Ohhh ya ya ya ya ya ya ya yeah
Ohhh ya ya ya ya ya ya ya yeah

[Myra Anderson:] Well no matter what, I'm proud of you. Even when you do stupid things that I have warned you about. You must get that from your daddy. I'm just kidding, you know I love you. You listening?
[Big Sean:] Yeah yeah, I'm listening. I love you too.
[Myra Anderson:] In a way I feel like I'm living through you. Sometimes it feels like I got another chance at everything.
[Big Sean:] That's deep to feel like that. I kinda feel the same way though sometimes.
[Myra Anderson:] Yeah.
[Big Sean:] With all the work that's goin' on I feel like this is like my second time doin' it So I know that sound crazy but, you know I just I don't know why I always imagine myself as like someone who failed at everything he ever did at life you know and I got to the end of life and just regretted it all and somehow, this is my chance to go back and get it all right. And when I wake up with that, I might say, you know it completely changes my hunger, how I approach the whole day. I mean you decide to live your life like that then pshh man I guarantee we'll live life to our best potential. It's that simple? It's all about living in the moment. Period.

Sunday Morning Jetpack

length: 3:45
Thank you God for all my set backs
'Cause he the reason I'm able to give back
This feels like my Sunday morning jetpack
Feel like I sent the prayers up and got blessed back, whoa
Feel like I sent the prayers up and got blessed back
This feels like my Sunday morning jetpack, yeah

This the feeling though that I'm missing some days
This feel like I'm headed to paradise one way
This feel like the family dinners that we used to have on Sunday
With Grandma in the kitchen making rum cake
Or this spread she used to do for Thanksgiving, man
This feels like the first time I heard Killa Cam
Pink Tim's, in the Lamb
Mixing it in with Dilla and
Headphones to the ceiling fan
Bucket hat like Gilligan, yeah
Lately I've been talking to ghosts
Didn't learn faith in school but that's what I'm testing the most
You know I still rep you when you're gone though
I got a picture of us on the front lawn
With me, grandma and mom, that night I went off to prom
Wishin' you could see that lysol dijon and parmesan
Funny thing about it is you always act like you knew
You told me how you were feeling before it happened, before it do
And you taught me I'm a product of everything I go through
And you and grandma went broke so we would never get bruised
You the reason I ever touched my first Franklin
Fast forward, I'm in Kanye crib with Kirk Franklin
It reminded me how of we always used to dress up as a family
And go to Sunday service, and being in church, singin'
Ain't been to church in awhile
But it ain't just about how you just praise him in the building
It's about how you praisin' him while you out
You taught me to remember that when I get set back
Been through the worst times to get the best back
Wishin' for a time machine to jet back
'Til my all time low and something throw me a jetpack
And see you again, needless to say
Back when I dated Alisha, Simone
Or any other girl who looked like Lisa Bonet
Who was jealous of me and Jhené
Who you would always advise with me being away
You was right, but I had to learn for myself
I guess a time came for me to earn for myself
I hope that this is somewhat of a thank you for all your help
Hope the angels take care of you until I see you there myself

Thank you God for all my set backs
'Cause he the reason I'm able to give back
This feels like my Sunday morning jetpack
Feel like I sent the prayers up and got blessed back, whoa
Feel like I sent the prayers up and got blessed back
This feels like my Sunday morning jetpack

And mama said hit them with the inspiration
In times like these we need inspiration
Turn all your problems into inspiration
Elevation, inspiration
I said elevation, inspiration
I said elevation, inspiration

Thank you God for all my set backs
'Cause he the reason I'm able to give back
This feels like my Sunday morning jetpack
Feel like I sent the prayers up and got blessed back, whoa

Platinum and Wood

length: 2:43
Come roll with a *****, get high with a *****
Count stacks with a *****, **** hoes with a *****
Back in high school we used to trade clothes with my *****s
Back when Iceberg and Girbaud was like the wardrobe for the killers,
We pose for the pictures
Stunting on hoes, I stunt with my bros
Real go-getters, I swear being broke didn't fit us
Like new T-shirts, new jeans, new hats
You know, spending gas money on everything except gas
Spending my last on the **** that won't last
Back when 20 dollars would impress that ***
A movie and popcorn and caress that ***
Overdress and undress that ***, God bless that ***
It was me and my dawgs, summer on summer
Riding around like we dumber on dumber
Whipping that Toyota like it's a Hummer
What happened to those days? I really do wonder
When all I did was safe sex, latex
The first time I slipped up was the had a homemade aids test ****
But I ain't flunk once, not before I got drunk once
I was smoking on haze, all in a daze
My homies would call and say "*****, come roll"

Man, I'm straight up off the 7 Mile
They call that the better mile
Tryna get a house up in the woods
Off on 11 Mile, better that, one time for the D
Girls that hold me down Corretta style, free Juan, let him out
And everything I want off in the world is a must-have
I realised that at the bus stop with a bus pass thinking "**** rap"
'Cause there's *****s in the streets getting money under my nose that I mustache
I've seen people get murked who ain't deserved that ****
Cops should've protect-and-served and ****
But still pull me over, disrespect and search my ****
That's why their attitude was "*****, you deserved that ****"
Bang bang bang, how do you maintain the same brain and mind
In a city of AKs and K9s
When only language they know English and gang signs
**** it all though, I rep it til' the world blow, come roll

Sean, it's good to be home, isn't it?

It's Time

length: 4:41
I done fell asleep ****ing last night
That’s how much I don’t sleep *****
Finally famous *****

And I’ll be goddamned if I didn’t
Put the city on let’s get it
(Alright alright alright, alright alright alright)
Let’s get it

And I’ll be goddamned if I didn’t
Put the city on let’s get it
(Alright alright alright, alright alright alright)
Let’s get it

Today is a good day
I wish a ***** would day
Ride through the hood day
Ride through the hood where I would stay
If I wasn’t me, wasn’t committed
I told my mom and my dad it’ll be the last Christmas
In the hood that you can visit
Oh boy I got it, no chasers
'Cause the best mixed with Hennessey is problems
I took that advice young when I was headed up to college
Momma swimming in that debt
Rather swim with the piranhas or the shark
Ready set go, on your mark to the top
Getting rich ain’t a blessing it’s a choice
Drunk and still drinking out the ****ing bottle
I want a hood rat ***** ********** a model
You ain't alive if you ain't living that’s the motto
And I'mma’ probably wake up tomorrow sayin', sayin'

And I’ll be goddamned if I didn’t
Put the city on let’s get it
(Alright alright alright, alright alright alright)
Let’s get it

And I’ll be goddamned if I didn’t
Put the city on let’s get it
(Alright alright alright, alright alright alright)
Let’s get it

Lets get it, yeah be alright *****
It’s the **********ing world *****
Getcha some time to just do it how I done it
First up on the first cause’ first of all you gotta want it
Re-up time for every penny, never fronted
So room for, paid every penny then I stunted
Stunted so hard you woulda thought I was a stuntman
TS4 with 23’s I’m talking jumpmans
Twos and thirds watch for the blitz, you know they rush
Just don’t get caught in the coupe with them birds, end of discussion
Them boys round the corner wanna sell in that Cal Ripken
If them *****s think I’m riding with that, them *****s tripping
Yeah I got a magnificent hustle, cause’ imma’ grinder
Told my olds im hiding you here, so they won’t find you
What you know about a bag that’s heavy as anacondas?
Bet you one thing, I ain’t talking no marijuana
That’s whats wrong with these *****s they think it’s about shine
You *****s get back to your grind, I think it’s about time

And I’ll be goddamned if I didn’t
Put the city on let’s get it
(Alright alright alright, alright alright alright)
Let’s get it

And I’ll be goddamned if I didn’t
Put the city on let’s get it
(Alright alright alright, alright alright alright)
Let’s get it

They say it’s my time according to my Rolex
I’m bout to **** the game, then your ho next
I used to talk dirty on my cell, no phone sex
No yoga boy I was making blow stretch
Press the fast forward button, I’m pushing a foreign something
All through my neighborhood, next stop is the haters hood
My ***** so bad, but you can bet that my paper good
I do this for real, you lil *****s just fake it good
It’s time for a new crib, it’s time for a new chain
20 thousand on me homie that’s just loose change
Too many diamond chains that ***** a mess
But if you knew bout my hood you’d say that ***** is blessed
Detroit in this *****, Big Sean what it do bro?
Getting money four ways so I can buy a two-door
Stash looking healthy but my jewelry got the flu though
The hustle’s who I represent, dope boys we in this *****

And I’ll be goddamned if I didn’t
Put the city on let’s get it
(Alright alright alright, alright alright alright)
Let’s get it

And I’ll be goddamned if I didn’t
Put the city on let’s get it
(Alright alright alright, alright alright alright)
Let’s get it

Detroit, once the backbone of this country
Now it’s the largest U.S. city to file for bankruptcy
Thriving neighborhoods are now vacant
Going from a population of nearly 2 million
To under 700,000 in a matter of years
The people of Detroit really going to have to stick together
To make it through these tough times

All Figured Out

length: 4:44
[Intro]
Finally Famous in this..

[Verse 1]
It's crazy how they think you got it all figured out
Just because your bank account gets all figured out
Next time somebody try and tell you how to run your shit
And they ain't major shit
Do yourself a favor: kick 'em out.
Eat good and do that, you'll live a long life
I always say long days is better than long nights
At least in the day you've got shade
In the night its all shadows, don't get caught at wrong lights
I wish somebody would have told B.I.G. that before March ninth
I used to think there's no such things as wrong rights
'Till my stepbrother brought home them extra groceries
Extra cheese, now mom could make her special recipe
But I didn't know it was off of infested streets
Now he the reason I've got to walk with my little niece to go eat
I guess that's the hunger that got me out
At the top of hotel suites renting the lobbys out, you know?
Stuntin' like a bitch, prime night me out
And the girl I've wanted since ninth grade trying to route
That was back when I was seventeen
It's crazy though, cause even then I thought I had it all figured out

[Hook]
[?]

[Verse 2]
It's crazy how much that you can see with your eyes closed
'Specially if you've got a vision
Or how you could have everything
And still think about everything missing
Like I probably remember the times I missed out on
More than the ones I lived
I probably remember the girls that I ain't have
More than the ones I did
But I remain a two timing, one girl on the way
Two lyin and one bed-never too tired
Smoke so much I need two lighters
Shoppin overseas I do buy it, who higher?
They taught me that I had to dream, black history month
I wake up and treat the day like stack history month
I'm talkin' Malcolm Flex, Jessie Rackson
Front of the plane: I'm Rozay Parks
SUV swervin like it's O.J.'s car, oh
To me and my dogs is all gettin out
Somewhere in the club probably all liquored out
Finna take extra shots for my dogs missin' out
That keep remindin' me at the same time
That I still ain't got it all figured out
Fact, the only thing I really figured out
Is that I'll never have it all figured out, fuck.
Even when your bank account is all figured out
Even when your bank account gets all figured out
Even when your best friend gets all trickered out
Even when it.. all of it... when you still ain't got....

[Outro]
Today I woke up and realized every day gets shorter
Every minute turns into the longest second, yet never ending
Age is nothing but a reminder and it doesn't tell you
How old or young minded someone is
Cause we all started at the same starting point of a woman's legs
But each have our own finish line
Understand it never ends, and the only way to be immortalized
Is to be remembered, hopefully from right to wrong
Better to be in the hall of fame than shame
Whether it exists for what you do or not
We create this world so we make what exists
It isn't about the award, it's about the award of being immortalized
And remembered for all the right reasons
Mistakes are forgotten, no footprints of any missteps
So when it's so late that it's early
And you need a drink even though the bar's closed
Remember why you do what you do
For the coldest drinks, the fastest cars, luxury
The adrenaline rush of creating what you think about
With who thinks about you:
Your family, your team
The joy of looking back and saying that you did it
Winning the game: hall of fame

100 Keys

length: 3:50
Ay, ay

I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young *****s gettin' money, young *****s gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

I play these keys, handle dope Barry Manilow
The game a ***** but at times she sweet as cantaloupe
Hit the road, key of coke in the manifold
Triple beam dreams with a trunk full of scattered clothes
Japanese denim, down south numbers
Hit it once trust it'll make a fat fiend stumble
Do the speed limit, all gold shoes
Call 'em penny loafers, they a pretty penny too
I'm tipping strippers but I call it penny pinchin'
She told me **** but I could get her ******* lifted
My new crib got it's own city limit
************ got his own city in it
Blue marble on the floor
Where the salt water
I'm the boss this player holes like a golf course

(Young *****s gettin' money, young *****s gettin' money)
Just a bittersweet symphony

Big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young *****s gettin' money, young *****s gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

One hundred keys
One hundred please
My gesundheit could make a whole city sneeze
Walk the mud jungle where they grinded out the leaves
So they swarm to my honeycomb, hide out for the bees
You know what this sounds like
Money countin' sound bytes
Machine gun fire
Name ringin' through like the town like
Church bells ringin'
Know where he was found like?
Colombian necktie over hospital gown, right
She live on her knees
I live in a condo in the trees
The air's a little thinner that I breathe
Iron Man Audi, let the top strip tease
My life is slow motion but the watch screamin' freeze
Yughck, young ***** gettin' money
The feds dragged neck, couldn't take nothin' from me
The decoy car is a crash test dummy
What follows is a hundred of 'em wrapped like a mummy

I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young *****s gettin' money, young *****s gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

And they gon' risk a hundred lives
So they could rock a hundred whites
The guests look like a hundred lights
Man when blade down my city, cried a hundred nights
Yeah I got a main girl, but I done hit a hundred types
Every wrong I do, I'm stayin' tryna do a hundred rights
Got her for cheap, a better price
My ***** keep that low key, Barry White
And don't worry 'bout the info
From where they ride Pintos, couldn't afford Enzos
'Cause everybody know, keys open doors (keys-keys open doors)
But bricks open windows
Countin' a hundred hundreds, more by more
Built this form the tile up, floor by floor
Talk ****, I send 'em door by door
Made for the Snow White life, four by fours my *****

I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young *****s gettin' money, young *****s gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

Toyota Music

length: 3:23
[Refrain 1]
Hella cheese, hella trees, LSD
Selling D, feeling like the 70s
Getting paid like we seventy

[Verse 1:]
Float around my town like it's the motherfucking seven seas
Hit the club, lose seven Gs, fill it all on seven D's
Spilling liquor rest in peace, rest in my G's, rest with her [?]
Start the day dissecting weed, then strategize then rest my team
Same show, different seats, same game, different league
Living life I hope that everyone I love will get to see,
Get to see, get to see, get to see, get to see
Living life I hope that everyone I love will get to see,
Get to see, get to see, get to see, get to see
Bitch

[Verse 2:]
I was thinking about the ice that I put on, money that I've blown
Bitches that I know, everything that I've done wrong
All the licks I hit, all the bullets missed
Got my shit legit, a lot of people pissed, well
I got money coming through
Drugs and women coming too
Got my family living comfortable
Got me thinking I'm doing what I'm supposed to do
I'm doing what I'm supposed to do
I'm doing what I'm supposed to do

[Refrain 2]
Hella cheese, hella trees, LSD
Selling D, feeling like the 70s
Getting paid like we seventy
Use to roll around in that Toyota rolling seven deep, damn

[Outro:]
Bitch
Bitch

Stay Down

length: 4:10
My whole squad in this *****
And they gon' stay there the whole night
I mix that **** with champagne
Been waitin' on that **** my whole life
Forever me and my dawgs
Yeah, *****, you know right
Yeah, yeah, you know right
Yeah, yeah, you know right

My whole squad in this *****
And they gon' stay there the whole night
I mix that **** with champagne
Been waitin' on that **** my whole life
Forever me and my dawgs
Yeah, yeah, you know right
Yeah, yeah, you know right
Yeah, yeah, you know

And they always stay down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down, down
This for my dawgs, for my dawgs man that always stay
Down, down, down, down, down, down
Weed, money, liquor
I'ma drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown

OK, I ain't that ****ed up but I'm half way
We came a long way from the L.A
Bad bad bad *****es they dressed up
Like its the NBA draft day and I bet
And I bet that she ain't gonna be that late
For a young sexy face like me
A young young young sexy face like me
She like girls if she don't like me
And if you do then I do girl, I see ya, I see ya
The way that you pose I might have to IG her
Sexy young thing I might have to ID her
Ooh damn I got some ideas
We could **** up the couch in the club like it came from Ikea
Goin' so hard the whole night is a blur
Older women be like damn your mature
I say you the one but God damn I got nerve

My whole squad in this *****
And they gon' stay there the whole night
I mix that **** with champagne
Been waitin' on that **** my whole life
Forever me and my dawgs
Yeah, yeah, you know right
Yeah, yeah, you know right
Yeah, yeah, you know

And they always stay down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down, down
This for my dawgs, for my dawgs man that always stay
Down, down, down, down, down, down
Weed, money, liquor
I'ma drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown

Ok, I sip the kamikaze while I bend the body
And I whip the Maserati like I'm Ricky Bobby
I be mobbin', I be mobbin' like I'm Gotti
I might even speak Italian
50 women in the room like we ain't even got a lobby
I be wildin' like I never had a daddy
And the *******, paparazzi they be flashin', god damnit I'm a hottie
Got her friends tryna **** me and her man's tryna rob me
And she won't leave me alone, I tell the trick to get a hobby
I ain't even gonna lie, I got a million dollar chick
With a billion dollar *****
Every time I cum, I swear to God I feel like I be rich
Yeah, tryna get that hotel money
But you know them crackers ain't gonna let you get the Ritz
They ain't gonna let you get the fountain in the front with the fist
They gonna give you courtside at the Clips
But never on the ****, they ain't on that gunner ****
Well **** giving it to me, I'mma take that ****
Forget crackin' the code, I'mma break that ****
I'mma calamari steak that ****
And cause so much ice, me and my dogs gonna skate that ****
***** do it so big you can't escape that ****
Hoes tryna have my baby just to Ricki Lake that ****
I hate that ****
Girls handing me their heart, how could I not break that ****?

My whole squad in this *****
And they gon' stay there the whole night
I mix that **** with champagne
Been waitin' on that **** my whole life
Forever me and my dawgs
Yeah, yeah, you know right
Yeah, yeah, you know right
Yeah, yeah, you know

And they always stay down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down, down
This for my dawgs, for my dawgs man that always stay
Down, down, down, down, down, down
Weed, money, liquor
I'ma drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown